His gaze, dark yet innocent, didn't waver, not for a second, with his fingers circling slowly at her lower back. He kept staring back into her eyes, like every second of it mattered.It was supposed to ease the pain, not set something else ablaze. His hand was soothing her ache, not her racing heart, nor the pulsing ache between her thighs. Tessa gulped so hard, forcing her gaze away. The longer she stared, the deeper she felt herself drowning in his eyes.She bit her lower lip subconsciously, but the moment she looked away, his hand stroked her back more firmly. Although gentle, it was intense enough to pull a soft gasp from her lips, bringing her gaze back to his.She could tell, that he was feeling her skin, her texture, her nerves beneath his fingers.“ Gray..” she whispered, her breath uneven.“ Does it hurt?” He asked, voice low, almost like a whisper.She couldn't nod or blink, feeli
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